It was still magical when Zhao Jun traveled through time.
It was also raining heavily at the time, and there were guards on duty under the corridors in the back garden.
As a result, there was a loud thunder in the sky, and several guards saw that there was a grassland in front of the Qincan Palace.
Then another flash of lightning came and hit the ground. In that flash, a guard vaguely discovered that there was an extra figure in the open space.
The guard thought it was an illusion and asked his colleague next to him. It turned out that his colleague had also seen it and realized that something big had happened. So he approached with an umbrella and a torch and confirmed that a person appeared out of thin air.
What happened next was that the guards reported it to Zhao Zhen. It was already two or three o'clock in the morning. Zhao Zhen had just gotten up and was about to go to the morning court when he suddenly heard about this and came over to take a look. Because he couldn't make up his mind, he called the three ministers and three counselors to discuss it together.
So the scene before Zhao Jun woke up appeared.
Yan Shu told Fan Zhongyan the whole story, and at the end he also told him many things that Zhao Jun had said, such as the fact that the emperor had no descendants, Zhao Yuanhao was about to establish a country, and the failure of Fan Zhongyan's Qingli New Deal reforms.
Fan Zhongyan was so shocked by these words that he was speechless. After digesting everything, he bowed to Zhao Zhen with difficulty and said, "Your Majesty, I would like to see that person."
"See you, sure."
Zhao Zhen looked at him and said, "That man has always believed that he is in Nini Village where we are teaching. Don't say anything that might arouse his suspicion. Let Uncle Tong guide him and he will speak."
"yes."
Fan Zhongyan bowed.
"Walk."
Zhao Zhen stood up from the armchair and headed for the back garden.
Now Zhao Zhen lives in the back garden.
Amidst the slanting wind and drizzle, the group of people, including Fan Zhongyan, all headed towards the back garden with heavy hearts.
Soon they arrived at the courtyard next to the Guanjia Palace where Zhao Jun was in the back garden, and Yan Shu pushed the door open and walked in.
"Uncle Lari, where have you been?"
As soon as he entered, Zhao Jun shouted, "I just finished telling you about the Hundred Officials Chart, why did you run away and close the door for me? I wanted to sit by the door for a while."
Yan Shu found an excuse and said, "I just remembered that the pot was still on the stove and I almost burned it."
"It's good that it's not burned."
Zhao Jun quickly said something to comfort her. He knew that he couldn't go down the mountain now, and the pot was very important, so he stopped complaining and said, "It's too stuffy to stay in the room every day. Even if I can't go for a walk in the village, let me sit by the door and breathe some fresh air."
Yan Shu patiently advised: "Your eyesight is not very good right now, and I can't take care of you all the time. What if you get hurt? You should listen to the doctor and rest your eyes and body first before moving around."
"All right."
Zhao Jun muttered, "Even now, we can't contact the organization. I didn't tell my parents that I was safe, for fear that they would worry."
"It's okay. The government will soon repair the roads and the power lines."
Yan Shu cleverly began to apply the new vocabulary he learned from Zhao Jun, knowing that this would make Zhao Jun even less suspicious.
Now Zhao Jun really didn't suspect anything. Yan Shu deliberately used stiff southwestern Mandarin in his accent, which was very similar to the stiff Mandarin of the local Yi people. What's more, Zhao Jun himself didn't understand the local language, so he just thought it was similar enough.
The food was all buckwheat, which is commonly eaten by the Yi people. Although there were no potatoes, we could barely get away with it by using the excuse that it had been raining every day recently and the humid air had caused the potatoes to sprout.
As for the problems with electricity and landline phones, they used the excuse that the lines were broken due to heavy rain, leaving Zhao Jun speechless.
The only problem might be that Zhao Jun would occasionally get out of bed and walk around the house. When he felt the wall, he found that the wall was actually made of wood, and the surface was very smooth, as if it had been waxed.
There were no cobwebs or dust commonly found in rural wooden houses in the house, and it was completely different from the rammed earth walls he had seen when he went to Liangshan before.
Could it be that the old village chief embezzled the village’s poverty alleviation funds and used them to renovate his own house?
He was still thinking about it at the time.
But Zhao Jun would never have dreamed that he had traveled through time.
After all, this kind of thing can be imagined when reading novels, but if it really happens in reality, when you are blind, I guess no one would dare to think that they have traveled to another world.
Zhao Jun sat cross-legged on the bed and sighed, "Uncle Lari, is there no one else in your family? You only bring me food three times a day, and that doctor never says a word. I'm so bored."
Yan Shu knew the opportunity had come and immediately said, "Then continue to talk about history with me."
"That's right."
Zhao Jun suddenly laughed and said, "I haven't told you the jokes about the Song Dynasty yet. Uncle Lari, listen carefully. Question: Which country was the richest among the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties? Answer: The Song Dynasty. It has been paying indemnities for hundreds of years, but it hasn't lost all its losses yet."
Fan Zhongyan's face suddenly changed, his eyes filled with horror. He looked around and saw that Zhao Zhen and Lu Yijian looked normal. Then he suppressed his shock and remained silent.
After a few days, Zhao Zhen was almost immune to it. If Zhao Jun suddenly stopped scolding his Song Dynasty, he would feel itchy.
However, Yan Shu was still a little unhappy and said, "Teacher Zhao, you said before that the Qing Dynasty also ceded territory and paid indemnities, why do you keep talking about the Song Dynasty?"
"The Qing Dynasty was indeed rubbish, but it was only in the mid-to-late Qing Dynasty. The Song Dynasty was always rubbish. They actually won the Battle of Chanzhou and then signed the Treaty of Chanyuan to pay compensation to the defeated country. This is simply unheard of."
"Okay...then continue talking about Lü Yijian and Fan Zhongyan."
"Uncle Lari, I noticed you've always been interested in the reign of Emperor Renzong. Why don't you want to hear about other emperors? I won't talk about your preference for Zhao Guangyi, but you can talk about Wanyan Gou."
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